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lonewolfpresley:
“More people relate than you think. I think jus’ ‘bout everyone has that feeling when out of work for a bit.” Prealey smiled at the younger male. “Ya got a good head on your shoulders, man. And thanks. It’s an art form.”
“Yeah, it’s just worse when you first move here.” He said honestly. “Thanks, I appreciate that. I try hard to have a good head. The way I was raised probably helped. “You’re very welcome.”
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spotlightsandgreenscreens:
“Well if you can get away with people just cooking for you I gotta give you credit. I don’t think I could get that kind of service, unless I was as pretty as you are.” He teased, giving the male a nod. “Well you’re out now. What do you wanna do other than chat at a bar with yours truly?”
“I didn’t say that I did get someone to cook for me, but it sure would make me happier if I could get someone to cook for me because I am a terrible chef.” He explained honestly. “Well I mean I don’t really drink that much so I just come here for a couple of drinks, but I’m all about smoking weed with is something I could totally do.”
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mrheadlights:
Fallon giggled in silence while following Xavier’s idea and laying down to the bed as well, at the opposite direction of his. — I’d love another one, please! Next time I’ll bring it mine so we can share. — Fallon wasn’t exactly himself anymore, his eyes were red and his stupid smile didn’t left his face for a second while he raised his hands making a heart his both hands together — I already love you, mate! Thanks for inviting me.
“Alright, well I can definitely roll another one for us.” He said as he then sat up and he grabbed his things. “And don’t worry about it, it’s not the end of the world.” He said to him as he began to roll the next blunt for the two of them to share together. “I love you too, dude.” He said as he laughed softly at how high Fallon was right now. “Of course, you’re a great dude to hang out with.”
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lonewolfpresley:
“Damn, do I know that feelin’. I got the flu when I first started here a few years ago. It made me wish I married that rich college boy right outta high school. But that was a different time.” He chuckled and moved to make the younger male’s drink. It wasn’t long until Presley handed him the drink, exchanging it for the money.
“Oh damn.. So yeah at least I have someone who can completely relate to me about that.” He said as he laughed. “Yeah, I wish I could have just done that.. But hey, I am happy where I am right now. I’m glad not to be in a relationship right now. I don’t need one right away with just getting here.” He explained. He watched him making the drink and when he handed the money over to the older male, he took the drink and then sipped from it softly. “Mmm this is very good.”
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lonewolfpresley:
“Well, you’re injured, so I think you deserve to lay around. Not being pry-like or anythin’, but what d’ya do for a livin’? I don’t mind y’hangin’ out here, drinks or not.” Presley leaned against the bar with a giant grin. “What’ll y’be havin?”
“But like I just started this job here and I don’t need to be sitting out when I have bills to pay and shit, so it kind of sucks, you know? I am just going to have a whiskey sour. I’m not really a huge drinker, but sometimes I get the cravings.” He said as he ordered his drink and handed his money to the bartender.
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natexxrichards:
“Oh. Yeah.. I could see how having a fucked up foot wouldn’t exactly work if you teach dance,” he replied with a scrunch of his nose. “What.. uh, do you do? Like your favourite ..style?” He took a sip from the drink in his hand. “me too. Cheers to that.”
“Yeah, I can’t really teach them if I can’t dance myself.” He said, laughing a bit as he heard the next question. “I do jazz and ballet.” He said, answering the question he asked. “Cheers to that.” He said as he sipped from his drink one again.
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suttonfoxworth:
Sutton sipped at the Jameson, swirling around the golden liquid in its glass. The boy was spending his evening relaxing at the bar after a day of classes and work. He had been growing anxious over the last two months, always on edge. Though, he wouldn’t tell anyone that. Instead, he piled more onto his plate. He smiled softly over to the stranger, giving a slight shrug. “Sitting at a bar, enjoying my drink. Thinking of what I’ll do this summer. You?”
“Eh.. Just sitting here and hoping that my foot is all healed by the time Summer rolls around.” He mentioned as he raised his eyebrows and looked at the male next to him. “I sprained it and now I can’t really do my full job and it’s just kind of annoying.” he said, not really asking him if he cared but just wanted to say it anyways.
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jamie-blythe:
“You’d better have an offer I just can’t refuse in that case,” Jamie said jokingly, laughing softly and shaking his head. He continued to wash the dishes and shrugged his shoulders. “Alright. So. Half an hour, give or take. Wanna watch some TV to kill the time? So, you said you’re still gettin’ used to New York. Got any favorite places or things to do here yet?”
“Well, seeing as how I am out of work right now I don’t think I am going to be offering you too much right now so I might have to let you go and then come back after you at another time.” He said honestly as he laughed. He helped Jamie with the dishes and he nodded. “Sure, I would love to watch some television. I have a jailbroken firestick so we can basically watch anything we want to.” He explained. “Uhh, well I mean I was just going to the dance studio and back, but like nothing too big. I think I did get my heart set on this small coffee shop right down the road. They make some of the best drinks I have ever seen or tasted.”
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natexxrichards:
“Teaching a class? What do you teach?” He looked the man over, making the younger boy question what he could teach. He knocking his own glassed softly against the other’s glass when it was placed in front of him. “Yeah, yeah.Too bad we have to go back to work eventually.”
“I teach a dancing class.” He said to the other. “Well multiple of them, but yeah I’m a dance teacher.” He explained to him as he smiled softly. “Yeah eventually it’s going to happen but I actually rather enjoy what I do right now.”
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andlian:
Anderson moved to straddle Xavier’s lap, his arms loose around his neck. He gladly kissed back, his heart pounding as felt the familiar lips once again. He came back for a moment, slipping off his shirt and tossing it on the floor.
Xavier kept his lips pressed against Anderson’s, except for when the other took his shirt off. He moved so that the other male was now on his back and he was on top of him, kissing him softly, but deeply as he grinded his hips down onto him.
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andlian:
Anderson sat up and took the joint back, inhaling slowly. He looked toward Xavier with slightly parted lips, smoke rolling out of his mouth gently. He reached up, hand resting against the back of Xavier’s neck as he pressed his lips against his ex’s and let smoke travel between the two of them. He came back to let the rest out, smiling.”It’s starting to get a little more colorful with you here now…”
Xavier enjoy the feeling of their lips together and he let the smoke travel between them before he took the join and put it out. He then pulled Anderson into his lap and he started kissing him deeply, holding him close like he had used to.
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andlian:
“Yeah well…life happens. When you take off the rose colored glasses and see the world outside of who you’re in love with…Everything get dark and dull. It’s hard to feel when you don’t have anyone to feel for. Everything is so grey.”
Xavier moved to sit right in front of Anderson and he looked into his eyes before taking the joint and putting it to his lips, inhaling hard before letting some of the smoke out. “I guess you’re right.”
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andlian:
“Cookie.” Anderson turned to side to look at Xavier.”You were my big cookie and I was your little tater tot.” He laughed softly.”We were so corny…I’ve grown so much more cynical without around.”
“Oh yeah! It was cookie.” He said, laughing softly as he heard the other explain the two names that they had for each other. He smiled wide as his face was actually a little red from being so happy in this moment. “Oh I don’t like to hear that!” He pouted playfully.
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spotlightsandgreenscreens:
“Ahhh, I gotcha dude. Watch someone cook you food though? If I was going to do something like that for someone they’d be giving me something else in return.” He teased playfully, taking another sip fo his beer. “I see. You just like being outside and free rather than confined inside. I can appreciate that.”
“Well I mean I would be willing to give them something in return or they could do something nice and just cook for me.” He said to him honestly as he looked at him. “I hate being all inside and shit, but it’s good that I can open some windows.”
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mrheadlights:
— Let’s just say that you two are friends that likes to have sex. Just like Marcos. — He smiled — Call it what you want, mate! Is your life! — He said while looking to the blunt ashes falling from his hands and closing his eyes for a second, feeling his head a bit all over the place — Oh man… this feels so good! I got chills! You have another one? — He asked while laughing — I liked you, Xavier! You’re a nice guy to talk while getting high!
“Right, I think that’s what we should call it. We should call it friends.” He explained as he smiled and walked laid down at the bottom of the bed. “I mean, yeah I do if you want me to roll another one, I totally can.” he suggested to Fallon as he smirked softly. “You’re a nice guy to talk to as well! I enjoy it.”
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jamie-blythe:
“Uh-uh… off the counter. C’mere. Your pretty ass is gonna help me wash these damn dishes. I showed you how to make it, you ain’t leavin’ me with all the mess,” he said smiling. He shuffled over to make room for Xavier as he began to scrub one of the pots where they’d made cheese sauce.
“Anyway, get us where? Where are you tryin’ to take us?” he asked with amusement in his tone.
“Well now you see.. You’re telling me to get off of my counter. I don’t know if it quite works like that.” He explained to Jamie as he laughed softly. “But alright.” He said as he smiled and then got off the counter and walked towards the sink and began to help Jamie wash the dishes. “No I’m trying to get ya to come here.” He explained as he laughed.
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